It’s my birthday

Twenty-eight years. Damn skippy. Lots of text messages, phone calls, emails and voicemails wishing me a happy birthday. Spent a number of hours in Guitar Center playing keyboards and guitars. I fell in love with this synth.

Twenty-eight years. Damn skippy. Lots of text messages, phone calls, emails and voicemails wishing me a happy birthday. Spent a number of hours in Guitar Center playing keyboards and guitars. I fell in love with this synth.